Luyện nghe bài hát Smoke

Man, I gotta stop smoking this
'Cause that shit gon'
I stop and I won't stop, ha, ha, ha, ha
Damn, yeah, straight

microphones is mines, I seen you scopin'
I'm hopin' you step so I can bust your chest open
This is how I am, is my mentally
Don't try to battle me, I cause

And is how it is when the microphone put to torture
done tried to step but I caught ya
I'm like a sorcerer, magical with
I'm one of a kind, my lines too inclined for your

And that's the way it is, you cant see me so don't try
I wonder why done tried to step in and they died
Now I be that MC, you cant see
Lyricist that MC's backs

Matter of a fact ain't the way you should do it
This is how it is in
I this MC cant even get close
Cause I rock from the west to the east coast

Why they wanna with my smoke?
Why they fuck with my smoke?
Kurupt tell me, why wanna fuck?

Now I'm rollin' in the fast lane tryin' to find the lane
I'm spittin' like big pimpin' is my name
I need a flame, so I can get this lit
Its snoop dogg, I'm bout to me a hit

I got my nigga named to the right
And we plan on smoking all
And when we through my nigga named priest gon' increase the
Blaze up another sack, get kakies creased

'Cause it's on and poppin', ain't no
is on the mic I'm lyrically hoppin'
Poppin' like a motherfuckin' strap
talk shit cause your best to watch your back

Because umm, why you sleepin' we
And um, we got a fat sack of blueberries, scary
My jerry told me one day
He said snoop when you reach the top will you blaze a J

For me and my homie J D O G, in the penitentiary but see
Its still cool to me cause I'ma it on bring it on
Got fat sack so blaze up the ozone
It on like that we no joke

So motherfuckin' back off or off for my smoke, smoke, smoke

Why they wanna fuck my smoke?
Somebody tell me why they fuck with my smoke?
say no to dope and ugh to drugs
But motherfuck I'm a motherfuckin' thug nigga

Why they wanna fuck my smoke?
Somebody tell me why they wanna fuck with my
They say no to dope and ugh to
But motherfuck that I'm a thug nigga

Spots stay open, under hydro
fire and chronic out the side door
Dogg soprano, sugar the pimp
had hoe's, been havin' chips

Spit out gangsta like haa chooo
In a ride, ahh with teezy red haa shoes
Tha relatives, how gangsta is
my life blowin' do do wit a strap in my lap

Just goin' out the ills and its hurtin'
Kickin' niggaz door down and niggaz
In the fence for a week and its perkin'
You niggaz ain't some gangstaz you some niggaz

Ain't no mo silent
My prediction, 2004 theres gon' be and snitchin' niggaz
Or peepin' niggaz out the of a 40
Hood on hood crime, homies killing

[Unverified] to Harlem, chips flippin' we
Ain't nuttin' better than being gangsta and ballin'
Blowed outta mind, be the high some more
money marna for the law

I'm the salty 619, home of the corca
Mystica holders with and purple morta
Americas finest find me of tha border
Please, no seeds, break bread cost an lot

Chay on a borca, slide in croca's
or the swishers, twisters, hundred sport cars
This for big tony, in the yinta
Inglewood to tango, relativez the

Why they fuck with my smoke?
Somebody tell me why wanna fuck with my smoke?
say no to dope and ugh to drugs
But that I'm a motherfuckin' thug nigga

Why wanna fuck with my smoke?
Somebody tell me why they wanna with my smoke?
say no to dope and ugh to drugs
But motherfuck that I'm a motherfuckin' thug

Why they fuck with my smoke?
Somebody me why they wanna fuck with my smoke?
They say no to dope and ugh to
But motherfuck that I'm a thug nigga